"Did I do it wrong?" Still moving, still dancing he twists enough to peer at Azucar. "What was I supposed to do."

Instructions unclear, caught dignity in fan.

Still there's that hunch, that quick aside glance and oh- that's. Kind of adorable and kind of sad how it immediately shifts to annoyance. He thinks they're making fun of him. After their talk earlier? Taylor cannot have that, oh no. "I am, on occasion, hilarious- but no that was. Yanno."

An inarticulate little twirl of his fingers. "Affection? I think. I was following instructions. Azucar, what was I supposed to do? Be specific."